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☾ between moons ☽: boojum; or freedom isn't free
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9790; between moons ☽. Boojum; or freedom isn't free. Don't have the time for a more leisurely or better thought-out post on this, sadly, but need to note nonetheless. Independence Day greetings this year were, with some exceptions, met with uniform scorn. Snark being the order of the day, wasn't surprised. But the question remains: granted that inherited soft-core jingoism may rightly be deemed naive, but how less naive is inherited contempt? Undeniable that the country - and dare I add, each one of us?
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☾ between moons ☽: Things Written
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9790; between moons ☽. May be found here. Visual Stories and Flash Fiction:. Click on images for larger versions. I=r" - My first comic. Timeline" - My first Photocomic. What the Thunder Said" - 500 words. Heroes" - 500 Words. Series of visual stories; irregularly 'published'. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). That which is left unsaid. That which is left unread. That which you see through everyday. The crescents of your bracket-content). A day in the city). Howl, howl, howl, howl. View my complete profile.
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☾ between moons ☽: thumbnail
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9790; between moons ☽. Easy: tucking flower in hair, making three cups of tea after midnight, walking the dog, saying I love you, taking an hour-long bath, laughing. Not easy: waiting for morning, making it meaningful, drawing it like you see it, saying I love you, wishing you didn't wish you were dead. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). That which is left unsaid. That which is left unread. That which you see through everyday. The crescents of your bracket-content). A day in the city).
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☾ between moons ☽: July 2013
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9790; between moons ☽. Simple can strike like very little else. Stop woefully fingering stringy grated cheese that was heart, this rainful morning, when phone buzzes to life. It is an ancient friend. Friend so ancient, in fact, that last name eludes me still as I answer at last chime of The Adventures of Tintin. Opening sequence, with a barely suppressed groan. Wherefore smug, sullen superiority? What use of beguiling linguistics? Come as you are, with sword naked and ready to plunge into gut. View my co...
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☾ between moons ☽: October 2011
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9790; between moons ☽. There exist certain persons who are able - with nothing more than inherent light and native sweetness - to turn the heart over and around. Persons who one may meet after twelve years and yet pick up that last thread of conversation that hovered about a rusty gate, a pinching competition, or another Mario level. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). That which is left unsaid. That which is left unread. That which you see through everyday. The crescents of your bracket-content).
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☾ between moons ☽: January 2013
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9790; between moons ☽. Last Sunday morning, last full moon night. Cannot help but note under breath while shifting first lot of books and clothes to new residence. Room on roof that one always wanted has been dream come true for these last two years. Even with leaky roof and rattling French windows and a hundred other eccentricities, bits of heart will remain here long after we leave. This year, like every fledgling year, is off to whirlwind start and promises many more changes in scene. Will need to...
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☾ between moons ☽: March 2013
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9790; between moons ☽. Hold applause till end. Illuminating friend who has changed much about life and perception often points out the redundancy of, and even harm in, too much and too easily-given approbation. True, approval is a beautiful and affirming thing - who's above wanting a pat on the overworked back? But perhaps the recognition is only incidental to the work done to deserve it. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). That which is left unsaid. That which is left unread. That which you see through everyday.
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☾ between moons ☽: December 2012
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9790; between moons ☽. At having parents who, when told timorously about plans for travelling with friends 'round country at two in the morning, react not with apoplectic 'What? But a matter-of-fact, 'Okay, you're gonna need a thicker sweater.' And Mater, of course, begins knitting one immediately. At having sister who spies with merciful eagle eye injured dog in the rain and instead of walking on, bundles up in car to nearest vet. At having more reasons to love than to not. Rollin' in the deep. Flip aro...
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☾ between moons ☽: Things Drawn
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9790; between moons ☽. The " Things Written. Page has links to comics drawn. Here's the link to deviantART. Page If you would like to see more or like me to draw something for you, drop in an e-mail. And a video I didn't quite finish:. The last pic is very impressive. Especially the jammies and bunyaaan. September 27, 2010 at 9:16 PM. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). That which is left unsaid. That which is left unread. That which you see through everyday. The crescents of your bracket-content).
